s.o.s.

Keith's home from school, Shebitch out. Typical. But here's the kicker: Shebitch has been out each night, and tonight has Tina Turner tix. OK, twisted enough yet? Her cell was shut off for non payment-the tix are $150 each. Twisted enough? It's son is too sick for school, yet It is out doing shopping for a sick friend. ????????!!!!!! And THEN goes to teach religion!!! I'm just glad It's nowhere to be found. Good.

What slays me is: take care of YOUR home, THEN look outward. Go shop for a sick friend, then teach religion, all the while your sick child is @ home. Don't even ask if It's EVER checked his homework, the answer is: never. Surreal. Had a BLAST helping him with his project. It's due Monday, but trying to break him of the habit he learned from It: last minutitis. It was a project on "heritage," he did it about Belgium. Really good father/son time. But that's not the point. Have you noticed it's always me? It's an absolute joy, don't misunderstand. But when It then comes home really late, starts making all sorts of noise (there ARE people sleeping??? You know it's bad when your 13 y/o lectures you on the volume of the tv????) and THEN has the tits to scream "THERAPY!!!" (as in, I need), then it really kills your motivation. Again kiddies, marriage=STUPID. Tell a friend, save them if it's not too late.

St.Francis this am. Miscalculated. Light jacket n' t shirt n' gloves. Ok so far, but shorts. Critical error. Should'a worn longs. FROZE. The shower finally brought back sensation to my fingers.